What Was The Question?
What Was The Question?
The following is a brainstorm of questions I asked myself and others amidst a very dark time in my life... I have since learned that answers are not what I seek, but an appreciation of the mystery behind these questions... Since I shifted my ambitions, contentment breeds me like a free range human...To ask is to be human... To know the answer is to be dead...
Questions from Inspired, Ironic Isolation
How could a God of 'LOVE' allow such pain and suffering in the world?
Are people generally 'good' or are there tendencies in humans to exploit and hurt one another?
Were we born like this or did we pick it up along the way?
Do people have to know someone in order to love them?
Or must they love someone in order to truly know them?
If there is a Higher Power out there who loves me, how come my life sucks so badly?
Why do religious people always think they are so smart?
How can I think outside the box if thinking maybe IS the box?
Why should I care what happens to us after we die? Life is 'for the moment' isn't it?
Is God constantly examining my every move, quietly keeping a list of all my wrong actions? If so, why?
Where are all the honest people in the world?
I want to believe in something, but why does it seem like truth is always hiding amidst centuries of dogmatic baggage?
Can a person truly know God?
If LOVE is all you need, why don't more folks do it?
Who am I to Judge?
Can people really ever be "FREE"?
If humanity is made in God's image, is God as screwed up as we are?
Can we admit that we haven't the wit, to fully grasp the infinite?
Where is God?
Who is God?
Why did God make the world?
Why am I asking?!?
Why do people who do bad things succeed, while 'good guys' seem to fail?
Is there any point to LIFE?
What is the meaning of this, 'existence'?
Would the world be at peace if mankind dropped their hang-ups, or would we find new things to fight over?
I see these questions now and chuckle patiently... Yes, they are valid and need to be asked... But now my questions penetrate much deeper than my subjective whims and fickle reactions to stimuli... And mostly it's because I gave up the need for answers... If there was any ONE answer, it would be that... Love the mystery, and keep asking questions... I may write a second chapter to this list as time goes on, but for now I want to see what dialogs on the fire this ignites...





